HuSä

tak tu je pár básni.... chcel by som vediet vas nazor ze, ci su take prilis jednoduche, no inakpovedane "detské"  :P  alebo ci sa akotak, s prizmurenym ockom daju ...
Su po anglicky lebo, po slovensky mi to moc neslo  :cry:
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In the depth of a cave
someone's hiding
when a lady with a wave
brings him back to his senses.

There she is standing
reaching out for his hand
with the other hand waving
soon comes an end.

Thou he's hungry and very weak,
he runs towards her
as he's been this whole week.
But unlike other times
she doesn't disappear.

He takes her by her hand
after a neverending run,
soon he feels the fresh wind
a warm stroke fromthe sun.

But the lady parts
in a beam of light
leaving him alone
in the dark night.

As he opens his eyes
the cave's all lit
finally he can see the way
the one he's got to hit.

He finds himself at the edge of a cliff,
he knows there'll be a reward
and as she calls out his name
he takes his last step forward...

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The sun is shining
from high above
the wind is blowing
but where's his love?

All alone up in a tree
on a branch he's hanging
a hairy little monkey
very sad and whining.

As the sun sets
and the air get colder
the first raindrops
the evening gets older.

Time to move
away from the beach
into his groove
there shall he sleep.

In his neverending dreams
he thinks of his old life,
again she leaves,
his beloved old wife.

The darkness creeps
on his bent back,
what he seeks
is no happiness lack.

A way to freedom
he cannot find
heaven's a kingdom
in his wicked mind.

The path's easy
happines at hand,
he goes crazy
his wife's his demand.

His love, his lady
he'll meet in a minute
he leaves his body
with no soul in it.
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a na zaver daco s inou tematikou ...
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A bolt with a thunder
opens the great gate to hell
now you can only wonder,
if there's anything else to tell.

Zombies, minions and omes
flood our fertile lands,
they've come to kill humans
all till noone stands.

As they walk the fields
spreading terrible disease
ain't there anyone who wields
a power he can release?

Heros ain't got time
to save our world
busy farming monsters
for some epic loot.

And as they get it
a sword made of lead,
a village doesn't make it
everyone's dead.

So ends a tale
of a large invasion
to kill every male
was their intention.

Precital som prvu a poslednu. Pripadaju mi ako ,,balady" do kronik stolovych RPG.

Ale dost mi vadila vec, ktoru uz som kdesi pisal, a to, ze mi dost vadi, ked su rymy ,,nekonzistentne". Podla mna bud to treba postavit tak, ze sa to rymuje stale, alebo to ponat volnym versom. Rymy ako ,,invasion-intention", ci ,,hanging - whining" na mna posobia ako past na oko.

zoznam sa s mojim DM-om

ja sa teda moc vynadrit nemozem lebo by to nebolo objektivne, ale paci sa mi druha a tretia, a tam prva je na mna moc nerytmicka, resp musim sa prilis snazit aby som to tam nasiel

Jak stvorené pre moju strohú angličtinu

mne sa to moc lubi